Submissions by SweetOblivion
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I love quirky imagery painted in sleek words. Subtle, witty, descriptive verses are my favourite. Poetic discipline and control have parts to play; as do regular visits to the gorgeous ink shop .
That’s why she called me
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Withdrawal
When I withdraw my hand and push her hair
Right away from her face, a veil lifts
Her mouth is open, needing my affair
To be thrust in and to give her such gifts
As she has grown accustomed to; she’s trained
To suit my needs, perfected by the slaps
That I’ve applied relentlessly; her pained
And anxious looks have faded and, perhaps
The faintest smile appears at any threat
I may well choose to utter; I berate
Her angrily from time to time and set
New goals for her to reach; an obstinate
Young wench like this is not one to ignore
But one to...
Right away from her face, a veil lifts
Her mouth is open, needing my affair
To be thrust in and to give her such gifts
As she has grown accustomed to; she’s trained
To suit my needs, perfected by the slaps
That I’ve applied relentlessly; her pained
And anxious looks have faded and, perhaps
The faintest smile appears at any threat
I may well choose to utter; I berate
Her angrily from time to time and set
New goals for her to reach; an obstinate
Young wench like this is not one to ignore
But one to...
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A Point of View
1134 reads
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Across the bed
Like time and shadows, she'll crawl for a man,
That smile upon her face and nothing else
Between them, so he really knows he can
Enjoy her dusky, darkness and a wealth
Of pleasures that she'd offer up to friends
With benefits - silk pyjamas and wine,
Being but two such treasures, though she sends
No signals; though, at night, she might incline
To conversations that might soon confect
A further episode in her young life;
She's confident, and that has good effect,
When flirtation and leisure are so rife,
And she is quite content, as I have said,...
That smile upon her face and nothing else
Between them, so he really knows he can
Enjoy her dusky, darkness and a wealth
Of pleasures that she'd offer up to friends
With benefits - silk pyjamas and wine,
Being but two such treasures, though she sends
No signals; though, at night, she might incline
To conversations that might soon confect
A further episode in her young life;
She's confident, and that has good effect,
When flirtation and leisure are so rife,
And she is quite content, as I have said,...
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Mistaken at Dusk
At dusk, I see her eyes are small and they
Are hazel after all; I was mistook
For having clothed her, when she would sachay
Right through the room; her dress left on a hook
In the wardrobe, since naked works for her;
And sexual is the feeling she would like
To get across - let everyone concur:
Her breasts are rather wonderful - a sight
For those sore eyes that watch her slowly pass
And those licked lips and hungry teeth: to bite:
That bosom should be tasty, and that arse
Could be so wonderful, but don't forget:
The girl has got a pussy and it's...
Are hazel after all; I was mistook
For having clothed her, when she would sachay
Right through the room; her dress left on a hook
In the wardrobe, since naked works for her;
And sexual is the feeling she would like
To get across - let everyone concur:
Her breasts are rather wonderful - a sight
For those sore eyes that watch her slowly pass
And those licked lips and hungry teeth: to bite:
That bosom should be tasty, and that arse
Could be so wonderful, but don't forget:
The girl has got a pussy and it's...
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Coffee and Cream
1392 reads
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A young lady of colour
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Release
1051 reads
2 Comments
A little light reading
992 reads
7 Comments
Future Perfect
She watches from the corner by the grate,
While we get intimate and I propose
A thought so tempting, you won’t hesitate
Despite that presence; and your evening clothes
Soon pool around your feet; then I exert
A pressure on your shoulders; and you find
Yourself pressed down, and quite ready to skirt
The boundaries, that I have long combined
With sweet uncertainty, that surely draws
You to improper codes, now you’re undressed
And all the etiquette, you had thought sourced
My wicked machinations, can now rest
Forgotten in the corner - so inspect...
While we get intimate and I propose
A thought so tempting, you won’t hesitate
Despite that presence; and your evening clothes
Soon pool around your feet; then I exert
A pressure on your shoulders; and you find
Yourself pressed down, and quite ready to skirt
The boundaries, that I have long combined
With sweet uncertainty, that surely draws
You to improper codes, now you’re undressed
And all the etiquette, you had thought sourced
My wicked machinations, can now rest
Forgotten in the corner - so inspect...
731 reads
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Breath
You sense his every breath. Each exhalation
Is vaguely aromatic and confounds
Your body, even as his heart compounds
Your own beat, in the muted implication
That, given further touches, excitation
Will overflow, until that sense surrounds
Your every instinct; and the loving sounds,
That fill the air, will mean his dedication
Has achieved all your aims and both your ends
Are wrapped against him in a tight embrace,
That you would not unlock until, un-tense
From your exhaustive coming, it commends
You to him, as there’s nothing left to chase,...
Is vaguely aromatic and confounds
Your body, even as his heart compounds
Your own beat, in the muted implication
That, given further touches, excitation
Will overflow, until that sense surrounds
Your every instinct; and the loving sounds,
That fill the air, will mean his dedication
Has achieved all your aims and both your ends
Are wrapped against him in a tight embrace,
That you would not unlock until, un-tense
From your exhaustive coming, it commends
You to him, as there’s nothing left to chase,...
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Your unlocked heart
When I have tamed destruction from your soul
You’ll enchant only me and won’t escape
My whims and aspirations to control
Your every expectation; and each scrape,
You’ve had with other men, will simply pale
Into a wraithlike dream of some lost past
That, I am assured, was bound to fail
Because, once disenchanted, you at last
Descended to the place you always meant
To fill, knowing this was the destination
Where you would be both leashed and, while content,
Free for insight and, yes, for inspiration
To fill your unlocked heart, as you caress...
You’ll enchant only me and won’t escape
My whims and aspirations to control
Your every expectation; and each scrape,
You’ve had with other men, will simply pale
Into a wraithlike dream of some lost past
That, I am assured, was bound to fail
Because, once disenchanted, you at last
Descended to the place you always meant
To fill, knowing this was the destination
Where you would be both leashed and, while content,
Free for insight and, yes, for inspiration
To fill your unlocked heart, as you caress...
795 reads
5 Comments
DU Poetry : Submissions by SweetOblivion